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Oh the terrible pomposity of youth. It seems like just the other day that I was assuring people – much older people, cringingly – that ‘those little fans around the eyes are so charming, so sexy, so wise!’ Yes, a 20-year-old me actually said that.

Now those little fans of lines seem less charming – largely because they’ve etched themselves around my eyes. Most of the time you’re too busy to notice, but then someone shows you a picture in which you’re laughing and rather than think, ‘Wasn’t that the best night?’ you think, ‘Christ, when did I turn into Angela Lansbury?’

It gets most of us down for maybe half a second, but rarely long enough to consider turning yourself into one of the Beverly...